I Was Born with Two First Names

Put yourself on display
You call yourself pure

Maybe we should face the wall,
close our eyes and kiss ourselves goodbye
One more fight,
There is a good chance I might die
If I am not already dead on the inside
Tell me how I'm going to feel

Hanging heads and teary eyes
Shiny smiles and polished lies
How many times can we changes ourselves

Let me out of this mess
No one has a reason to act this way

"I must have been so blind"
Save your trust for the ones you can fool

This is family, this is pure

You don't have a clue what family is all about
You liar, you snake, you liar, you lie

You call yourself pure